This past weekend I was able to go to New Orleans to attend my first comic convention. This is big for me. I hate, hate, hate big crowds of people. I feel like I will get lost in the crowd and be separated from those I am with. This happened to me a few times before as a joke, and it becomes a fear. Plus I have some social fear so strangers scare me. But this trip tempted me with the promise of meeting one of the people on the Heroes for my Children list and the hot guys from The Walking Dead.
I went with my boyfriend for my first real vacation in a while. (Yes you read that sentence correctly. Mark one goal off my list!) There was a situation at work, but I promised myself I would still go. I deserve this time for myself. For the first part of the three day convention, I stuck close to the two people I was with but, by the third day, I was comfortable enough to walk around on my own while I got my “stalk” on. (It seems buying comics can get boring real fast). I attended panels and got autographs from Eliza Dushku (read why I love her here: https://radical7even.wordpress.com/2012/07/05/heroes-for-my-children-part-4audrey/ ) and Jon Bernthal. Norman Reedus brushed past me, and I got in an elevator that should have been Stan Lee’s. I slept in the same hotel as Michael Rooker and got to see most of the Star Trek the Next Generation cast. Even the Green Power Ranger was there. Talk about my childhood come to life!
Traveling with people is also a trust issue. Hey, drive my car. Hey, don’t kill me in my sleep. Hey, let’s not get sick of each other and fight. Hey, you need to leave a little later? Sure. It doesn’t mean we’re not going (this has happened to me before). Trust is an issue I have fought with. It was also a big deal with the goal to move to a caring relationship. I needed a man I could trust to treat me nicely, do what he says, and not leave me in a crowd of thousands of people.
I got a lot out of this weekend –more than just autographs. I got a fabulous life experience and worked on being radical. I took time off and took care of my own health needs, and I feel all the better for it.
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This is my boy friend ——————————>